Falling

Affixed on the sight of my final destinationMy eyes do not wander to the path beneath my feet.Though time has seemed to stopI travel silently onward,Forever aware of the coarse sand wearing awayAt the blistering soresCovering my weary body.A dazzling brightness fills my utter soulAnd to its presence I suddenly become aware.Blinded,I feel myself shrink in comparisonTo the fire of the godsBeaming down upon my bare back,Cutting like a knife-Searing pain.I cry out in agony,Only to be awarded by a thunderous crashOf flesh against earthAs the great man that once stood now kneelsTo the power of the Almighty.